Chapter 292: Dinner
"I can't see that your popularity is so good." Wang Zheng took the dish in Ningxia's hand and said.
"They are all old neighbors who watched me grow up, and they are all familiar with each other." Ningxia is a little embarrassed, every time she comes to the vegetable market, she will encounter such a situation, especially Aunt Li just now, who can't wait to pull herself to her house as a daughter-in-law, although her child is only nineteen this year.
Ningxia walked in the middle, Wang Zheng and Lewandov were on both sides, of course, the handsome Lewandov was more eye-catching than Wang Zheng, and along the way, I don't know how many women with an age span of twenty to sixty years old were flattering at Lewandowski, but the latter was focused on Ningxia at this time, as if unconscious.
The Ningxia family lives on the fifth floor of a commercial house, with an attic, and it is also a relatively old community.
Since Ningxia had already called home in advance, Ningxia's mother had already begun to prepare meals.
Before entering the door, Wang Zheng, who has always been thick-skinned, suddenly felt a little apprehensive, and this feeling appeared on his body after a hundred battles, I have to say that it was very strange.
As soon as he entered the door, Wang Zheng saw a kind old lady, who was actually not old, she looked close to sixty years old, with a very warm smile, which could give people infinite favor at once.
"Mom, this is my friend, Wang Zheng from the capital and Lewandow from Poland." Ningxia introduced with a smile.
"Hello, Auntie." The first time we met, Wang Zheng was very polite.
"Okay, come in and sit." As soon as she saw such two handsome guys coming, Ningxia's mother was in a better mood and hurriedly greeted.
"Auntie, I'm sorry for you." Wang Zheng said.
"No trouble, no trouble, really no trouble." Ningxia's mother hurriedly waved her hand.
"You sit down first, I'll go to the kitchen, and try my craft today." Ningxia Road.
"Okay, you guys go get busy, but don't get too much trouble." Wang Zheng also felt a little cramped and said with a smile.
"No, eat in half an hour." Ningxia took off his coat and tied an apron, adding a different style, which made Wang Zheng and Lewandowski's eyes straighten.
Ningxia's mother pulled Ningxia closer to the kitchen and whispered: "Mao girl, these two young men are both excellent, which one are you going to develop into your object?" In my opinion, it's all better than that. β
"Mom, what nonsense are you talking about? We're just ordinary friends. Hearing that name, Ningxia's eyes darkened slightly, but she didn't let her mother notice it.
"Mao girl, I can warn you, you must not hang yourself on a tree, although that foreign young man is also very handsome, but it is too conspicuous, after all, it is a little unaccustomed to living with foreign men, or you can choose that little Wang, how comfortable it looks, how comfortable it looks." Ningxia's mother chattered endlessly, with a look of anticipation, and secretly looked at Wang Zheng through the crack in the door while talking, and it seemed that she had regarded Comrade Xiao Wang as her future son-in-law.
"Mom, what are you talking nonsense, we are really ordinary friends." Ningxia really didn't want to explain, and began to wash vegetables.
"yes, I didn't say you're not ordinary friends." Ningxia's mother smiled: "Besides, which couple didn't start as ordinary friends?" When I went on a blind date with your dad......"
"Mom, don't say it, or it's another hour that won't be over, don't scare the guests." Ningxia knows that her mother looks very kind, but in fact she is a talker, if she is allowed to speak, she can definitely start from the blind date, and then tell all the ups and downs of the past 30 years, and she is still full of emotion without being stunned.
Of course, Ningxia's mother is also a girl who feels sorry for herself, she followed her all the way to the capital, and then broke up and came back, which mother is not distressed? She also wants her daughter to find a good home as soon as possible.
Sighing softly, Ningxia's mother also began to chop vegetables.
"Lewandov, I warn you that you are not allowed to have any other attempts against Ningxia." Wang Zheng squinted his eyes, grabbed Lewandowski's collar, and said in a low voice, his words full of threats.
"Actually, I'm really only interested in Katie, and I'm just appreciating and appreciating Ningxia." Lewandov hurriedly explained.
"Is it really just appreciation?" Wang Zhenghu said suspiciously.
"Really, really, I swear I'm only interested in Katie." As he spoke, Lewandowski also raised three fingers, ready to swear.
"Do you think I'm going to believe you? Am I that familiar with you? Wang Zheng squinted his eyes and said: "Until now, I don't know why you are following me, if I find out what you are trying to do with me, I will definitely throw you into the toilet and drown." β
Wang Zheng couldn't figure out why this young businessman, who was famous all over Europe, stuck to himself like a kraft candy, this thing behaved like an idiot, and he couldn't say anything at all, but his intuition told Wang Zheng that it was definitely not so simple for this guy to follow him, and there must be a mystery that he couldn't guess and couldn't figure out.
Just imagine, the heirloom of the Lewandowski family, the priceless Heart of the Sky, this product was sent out when it was said to be delivered, and Wang Zheng was really treated as a stupid X?
If you can't think about it, you don't want to think about it, anyway, take a step by step, the water will cover the ground, and Wang Zheng doesn't mind squeezing more oil and water before this Lewandowski really does it to himself.
"Ah Zheng, it's too sad for you to say that. Aren't we very good friends? Life and death together, weal and fall together. Lewandov said pitifully.
"Don't always act like that, or I'll think I'm a fool in your eyes." Wang Zheng pointed to his brain and said disdainfully: "You are deliberately lowering my IQ." β
"Well, whatever you want." Lewandov, who was devastated also stopped talking, took out his mobile phone and began to fiddle.
Wang Zheng stood up and walked into a bedroom next to him.
Wang Zheng could see at a glance that this was Ningxia's room.
It was clean, sober, just like her person, with a fresh and pleasant smell.
There are pale green sheets, no embroidery on them, neatly folded quilts, two posters of Stefanie Sun hanging on the wall, and there is no decoration other than that.
The desk is also simple, a thick book is spread out on the table, Wang Zheng picked it up and looked at it, only to see a few words written on the cover - "educational psychology".
This is a university textbook, Ningxia has passed the teacher qualification certificate as early as her college days, which is to review her knowledge and prepare her to become a teacher.
On the thick book, it is full of Juanxiu's handwriting, all of which are Ningxia's reading impressions or notes, expressing his thoughts anytime and anywhere, looking at these naΓ―ve or eye-catching ideas, Wang Zheng smiled slightly. This girl is the same as on the surface, very serious, serious and distressing.
A bed, a desk, a bookcase, the layout is simple, but it gives people a very peaceful feeling.
However, what caught Wang Zheng's eye was that the bookcase that occupied half of the wall was full of books, and there was a whole row of them, all of which were Cao Wenxuan's novels.
The most famous writer of children's literature in China.
Pulling out a copy at random, looking at the pure words and stories in it, Wang Zheng felt that a part of his heart was touched.
In the past, he would never have read this kind of children's literature, after all, he thought he was an adult and would not pay attention to such childish things.
However, Wang Zheng never thought that he would be able to immerse himself in these pure words and stories all of a sudden, and all of this was because of Ningxia.
"Those who can read these children's literature must be kind people." Wang Zheng sighed, and then touched his head: "Me too." β
"It's time to eat."
While Wang Zheng was pondering, the voice of Ningxia came from outside. Hearing this, Wang Zheng hurriedly inserted the book back into the bookshelf, and then walked out.
At this time, the table is already full of meals, all of which are home-cooked dishes, but they are very exquisite, full of color, flavor, red and green, which can arouse people's appetite.
Kung Pao chicken, salted beans and eggs, green beans fried meat, dry fried cauliflower, mapo tofu, potato stewed beef, fragrant.
The gluttonous worms in Wang Zheng's stomach have been hooked, and Lewandov is even more unbearable, this product is obviously also a standard foodie, rubbing his hands and ready to start.
"Auntie, I'm really disturbing today."
Looking at this table of meals, Wang Zheng was a little embarrassed, indeed, this is enough for them to work for a long time, and what Wang Zheng can do is to eliminate all these meals, try to have as few leftovers as possible, and save them from eating leftovers.
"What's the trouble, you can come, Auntie is so happy." Ningxia's mother said: "Don't wait for the two of them, let's eat first." β
Looking at Wang Zheng's puzzled eyes, Ningxia explained: "My dad and my brother are both workaholics, and they usually work late at night, especially my dad, who is about to retire, and still sticks to his post, and the older generation talks about dedication, no way." β
"This shows that the uncle has a strong sense of responsibility, but the uncle should often come home to accompany the aunt for dinner, after all, it is more warm for the family to eat together." Anyway, Ningxia's father was not around, and Wang Zheng didn't take it lightly.
"Oh, look at this little Wang, he can talk a lot, it really speaks to my heart." Ningxia's mother said happily: "Mao girl, if your father can have half of the consciousness of the little king." β
"Yes." Ningxia also chimed in, obviously resentful of his father not coming home for dinner.
"You did it? It's just delicious. Wang Zheng asked in surprise as he ate. Although these dishes are simple, each of them has a lot of flavor and retains the aroma of the vegetables themselves, and after taking a bite, it is as if a thread is connected from the mouth to the stomach, which is very refreshing.
"Except for the potato beef stew, which my mother made, everything else was made by me." Ningxia said with a smile, obviously, Wang Zheng's praise also made her very happy.
"No wonder, I just said that beef stew with potatoes is the best." Wang Zheng stuffed his mouth without any appetite.
"Xiao Wang, you can eat more if it's delicious, you are young, and when you are still growing your body, you must eat well." Wang Zheng's words made Ningxia's mother happy, and directly picked up the plate and pulled half of the potato stew and beef into Wang Zheng's bowl.
Ningxia looked at these two people with disdain on the side, and said, "My mother, she forgot to put salt this time, didn't you eat it?" β